Progress... at the cost of others..

PROGRESS
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA , MEERUT, INDIA
Propaganding of skills,
creating useless thrills,
destroying the image of others,
accumulating the maximum opportunity,
showing the maximum generosity,
at the cost of others,
climbing step by step on the heads of others,
naked play of money,
partition and bargaining of honey,
always for their sake,
this progress is fake,
this is retrogress

Anger... it is a volcano...

ANGER
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA , MEERUT, INDIA
Anger,
is like,
having a burning coal,
in his hands,
and burning himself,
it is a volcano,
destroys all the limbs,
it is an earthquake,
that shakes itself,
it is a bomb-blast,
that blasts its own body,
it is a bullet that kills himself,
drive away anger

Whom do you love more...

QUESTIONAIRE
1. By whom you are controlled ----by Almighty or by piece of paper[ currency]
2. To whom do you love most ------Almighty , your near and dear ones or piece of paper.
-----------------DR. RAM SHARMA

Happy International Women's Day (March 9, 2012)...

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY (March 9, 2012)

Our progress-- concrete jungles...

OUR PROGRESS--CONCRETE JUNGLES
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA , MEERUT, INDIA
Cool serene breeze of river
amidst the orchards of mango and guava
we used to live in nature joyfully
There was greenary and chirping of birds all around
But we have made concrete structures all around
no orchards , no greenary , no birds all around
we are in a cage of airconditioners and alone
No sociality - no time
We forgot the songs and rituals
now only noise remains
Where are the wells
where they used to quench the thirst with love
now water has become bottled to be selled
We just want our own progress not of other self
crying full throated about self
Where has that nature gone
is it our progress --our concrete jungles